Jello chords by BROCKHAMPTON

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Difficulty: Novice

Chorus:
Gm          Eb       D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
Gm                Eb       D
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
Gm          Eb       D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Gm                Eb       D
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down
Gm          Eb       D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
Gm                Eb       D
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
Gm          Eb       D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Gm                Eb       D
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down

Verse 1:
Gm
Hi, I live a wonderful life
Eb              D
Should've died twice, wonder who on my side
Gm
Life always better keepin' two on the side
Eb          D
Need no music when my niggas arrive
    Gm
We in Van Nuys, black van with some white guys
     Eb               D
Keep your hand out, waiting for the appropriate time
       Gm
They ask a question like
                    Eb
"Could you perform at my best friend's birthday party?
     D                  Gm
With your friends and go crazy, just bring the shotty
               Eb
Bring the loud one with the blonde hair."
D             Gm
Making out with Zayn in a lawn chair
             Eb
They kicked me out but I belong here
D                Gm
Hear these songs nigga, see this long hair, see these videos
Eb            D
Direct these hoes with no budgets though
    Gm
How the fuck did I land a fucking TV show?
  Eb           D
Met all my friends through Kanye West and I ain't met him yet


Chorus:
Gm          Eb       D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
Gm                Eb       D
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
Gm          Eb       D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Gm                Eb       D
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down


Verse 2:
Gm
Just shaved down to the baby face
Eb            D
Clothes on me, guess it's Holiday
Gm
Fried, no sides at the restaurant
     Eb                 D
My sleep schedule like the power here, it's never on
    Gm
Feeling like the past year a whole escapade (uh-oh)
Eb                D
Four cars, need a motherfucking Escalade
    Gm
Pack it up like a clown car (honk, honk)
     Eb              D
Bet you know my name from here to Hong Kong, bet I get along
Gm
Make some commas, karma, come on, watch 'em sing along
     Eb           D
Ayy, err, err, butter knife like dancing on a knuckle
Gm
In the thunder car, rocked up in the Lumma
Eb        D
Incidental, I be better by the summer
   Gm
I be better by the winter, I be hoppin' in the rental
   Eb           D
Maybe Tesla for all my missus sitting in the Volvo
Gm                Eb     D
Damn, shoot 'em down like, hmmm, sorry, do it all here


Chorus:
Gm
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
D D     Eb  Eb  D           Gm
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
D D   Eb Eb  D          Gm
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
D D     Eb  Eb  D           Gm
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down
D D   Eb Eb  D          Gm
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
D D     Eb  Eb  D           Gm
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
D D   Eb Eb  D          Gm
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
D D     Eb  Eb  D           Gm
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down


Verse 3:
Gm   Eb          D
I'm moonwalking on the sun hot
     Bb        Am
I used to live where the guns popped
Gm     Eb           D
Made some records then we moved out
    Bb       Am
Turned rap into the new pop
Gm   Eb
Bandana, I'm the new Pac
D        Bb  Am
I been blowing up, I can't stop
Gm      Eb            D
They need my niggas in the White House
   Bb        Am
I do business with the white folks
Gm     Eb           D
Bring that money back to black folks
      Bb      Am
Flip it, stimulate the cash flow
Gm   Eb          D
Economic, but I speak ebonics
   Bb       Am
L.A. turned me to an asshole
Gm    Eb          D
I been shopping down on Melrose
     Bb      Am
Still a nigga but I'm livin' different
Gm    Eb             D
I been looking at the bigger picture
        Bb       Am
So I don't hear 'em when they talking to me


Verse 4:
Gm      Eb             D
I just want a friend to fall in love with
    Bb     Am
Maybe someone I can binge drugs with
Gm      Eb           D
Living like a prince but I'm dove-less
       Bb      Am
Playin' my emotions, you a dumb bitch
Gm     Eb          D
Everybody talking on some gun shit
        Bb      Am
They don't even know where to bust it
Gm     Eb          D
Cry nigga, gotta fuckin' kick back
N.C
Gotta leave those soft niggas at the kickback
Gm        Eb          D
Splittin' all my problems like a Kit-Kat
        Bb      Am
I finessed the night that we slipped up
Gm       Eb          D
I could let you know where I'm next at
       Bb       Am
Tell my baby girl where the brakes at
Gm       Eb          D
You know I got number one pick stats
        Bb      Am
Catch me on the field, it's a mismatch
Gm       Eb              D
More like an eclipse, she couldn't miss that
       Bb        Am
Putting my appearance where my chips at


Chorus:
Gm     Eb    D        Bb    Am
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
Gm         Eb      D        Bb    Am
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
Gm     Eb    D       Bb   Am
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Gm        Eb       D       Bb   Am
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down
Gm     Eb    D        Bb    Am
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
Gm         Eb      D        Bb    Am
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
Gm     Eb    D       Bb   Am
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Gm        Eb       D       Bb   Am
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down